Hold On Be Strong

Hold on, Be strong I never had much ran with a bad bunch little skinny kid sneaking weed in my bag lunch And off in junior high we was just getting by and drive bys robbed my homies of their young lives I never did cry even though i had pain in my heart I was hopeless from the start They couldn`t tell me nothing they all tried to help to help me The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn`t healthy I traveled places caught cases what a ill year I felt the pain in the rain but I`m still here never did like the police let the whole world know now i gets no peace cause they chasing me down and facing me now well do i do these things that a thug goes through? still i rise so keep ya head up and make ya mind strong Its a struggle every day but you gotta hold on hold on be strong hold on be strong when it`s on it`s on